Am I doing this thing? The question is always out there, like the unexpected wave that sweeps you off the board — big enough to keep you thinking. “Enough hours in the water?; Enough days left to ‘feel’ like you have this?” But there aren’t ever enough days and being in the water seems a hell of a lot more reasonable then some of the decisions we are compelled to make. So, after a few clicks, I hit send and wait for the confirmation. All in.